live in jail [interstellar]

"If you're having trouble with Brother Wen, just be awkward, and you don't have to shoot and kill people."

Zhou Quan sucked up all the food in the bag in one breath, and threw the bag into his arms with a cold snort, "He asked you to settle accounts with me?"

"He doesn't have that courage. You are the first friend I met in prison. I just care about you."

The eyes of the young man leaning against the door changed, and he pursed his lips aggrievedly, "He hit me first, and I just fought back." "

Qiao Mobai took a deep breath, doubting his ears.

His reaction was too big, and the angry boy immediately blew up again; "You don't believe me!"

"Trust letter! I'll ask him to apologize to you when I turn back. It's too shameless for him to beat a minor! I'll definitely ask him to apologize to you!"

"Forget it, I won't bother with him." Zhou Quan muttered, thinking that the man didn't come back all night, he couldn't help asking him, "He didn't come back last night, is he angry with me?"

How could Qiao Mobai dare to say yes, and besides, the man couldn't let out a fart for a long time. It was impossible for this kind of complaint to come out of Brother Wen's mouth, so he shook his head; Beat him with you."

Such a big man actually hit a minor and despised him.

Zhou Quan looked at him eagerly, with a strange light shining in his eyes. Since he was born, he was regarded as an alien that shouldn't exist, and no one would recognize his identity at all.

For the first time, someone doesn't even know what he is, so he has to help him.

"Hey, little brother Zhou Quan's eyes are red, the anchor hugs and coaxes him!"

"If the anchor can't do it, let me go! Zhou Quan's cute little girl is coming to her mother's arms."

In the live broadcast room, there was a burst of crying and howling. Qiao Mobai didn't look at the screen, but did what everyone was thinking about. He reached out and rubbed his head vigorously, "My room is too small to fit Brother Wen. If Zeng Dong didn't give him room, I will move here to live with you and let him live in No. [-]."

"..." Zhou Quan was stunned on the door panel, not understanding why he moved to No. [-], and Wen Jiuhuai moved to No. [-].

"Hahahahaha, don't even think about the host! Just live in your No. [-] obediently! Don't be a light bulb for the couple."

"Hahaha, seeing Zhou Quan being dumbfounded by the anchor, I woke up the second uncle and grandpa laughing three miles away."

"The anchor's single dog is correct!"

Da da da... The sound of footsteps came from behind the two of them.

Zeng Dong had an expression of not getting close to strangers, holding a blue water basin in his arms that didn't match his image, inside the basin was a toothbrush and cups for a change of clothes.

Passing the door of Room [-], someone pushed the blue basin forward; "Your things."

Qiao Mobai's eyes lit up, and he quickly took all the things and held them, "Thank you."

Zeng Dong stood where he was, watching his happy face with gloomy eyes, "Georgian."

Someone raised his eyebrows, motioning for him to continue talking.

Seeing his appearance, Zeng Dong thought for a while and sneered, "Forget it, anyway, you're a waste."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Qiao Mobai rolled his eyes speechlessly, watching the figure of the man getting farther and farther in the corridor. When the man was about to reach the door of Room 11, a voice suddenly came from behind: "Look! The prisoner in Room 11 is coming again!" I'm going to hit someone!"

Zeng Dong's body in the corridor stopped suddenly, and the door of room 11 that he saw from the corner of his eye was silent, as if mocking his cowardice.

"Just kidding." Someone whistled cheerfully, holding a water basin and went back to his cell before Zeng Dong asked him to settle the score.

In the room, Qiao Mobai took out his cell phone from his coat pocket, and the comments were all discussing his slapstick operation just now.

"If the anchor dies one day, he will definitely be played to death by himself."

"Zeng Dong PK anchor, the first match, the anchor won."

"The host's operation is as fierce as a tiger, so now the host is in the mood to care about his own problems?"

When Qiao Mobai saw this comment, the alarm clock set on the phone just rang.

This is the time he made an appointment with the netizen yesterday, and he asked the other party to go to the Third City Hospital to take a look at the amnesiac George Ann.

The ID name "Yancheng Fishing Master" looked at the anchor on the screen with a serious expression, pinched his swollen temples, and the words and logo of Public Security on his shoulder flashed past.Those hands were typing on the keyboard.

Soon, Qiao Mobai saw the latest content of the other party in the comments.

"The men in the Third City Hospital have officially met with the host's family today. There is good news and bad news. Which one would the host want to hear first?"

"Okay! Hurry up!"

"Let's listen to the bad ones first, otherwise it would be awkward to listen to the good ones and then the bad ones."

In the comments, there are all kinds of persuasion. The people in cell No. [-] sat on the single cot, looked at those comforting words, and curled their lips, calmly: "I choose good news."

"Good news, that person is indeed not Qiao Mobai, that is to say, he is not an anchor."

Countless words of cheer and celebration flashed on the screen, Qiao Mobai took a deep breath, "Now, what is the bad news."

The user with the ID name "Yancheng Fishing Master" hasn't answered this question for a long time. Just when the audience thought that this person was offline, the other party finally appeared on the screen; "After DNA testing, his blood relationship with your parents is 90.00% nine resemblance."

"Officially, this one was born to your parents."

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

"Damn...do it! Why do I know nothing but shit!"

"Mom said that my Chinese teacher gave up literature and went into business. Before leaving, the teacher left me two words, fuck me!!!"

"I was so scared that I let out a chicken cry."

"Hehe trembling, I can't see the situation clearly."

On the screen, Qiao Mobai could read every line clearly, and he even joked to the camera in a good mood, "It seems that I will have another cheap brother."

That smile was full of reluctance and confusion.

Yancheng Fisherman was also at a loss. His son downloaded a live app on his cell phone. When he accidentally clicked on it a few days ago, he wanted to know what the app was for, and happened to see Qiao Mobai's live video.

As a policeman in Yancheng, he quickly saw something unusual in the other party's words, so he made a special trip to the Third City Hospital yesterday, and met some netizens who said they wanted to help in the comments.

With the joint efforts of everyone, the results of the investigation made everyone unable to believe their own eyes.

The Qiao family's parents saw the young man in the hospital, and he did have a face that was [-]% similar to Qiao Mobai's photo, but the Qiao family's parents had been with their son for more than [-] years, and their son could still recognize it at a glance.

They said on the spot that the man was not their son. The female netizens of the research institute took a hair of that man and the hair of Qiao's parents for testing. It was the son who lived in the hospital and took care of the amnesiac son who suddenly appeared in a daze.

The fisherman couldn't help but lit a cigarette, looked at the face in the camera that was exactly the same as that of the hospital, "I'm the Yancheng policeman, the anchor, you can now tell me what happened to you from beginning to end. Don’t miss all the details, say everything you remember, from going out that morning to after the accident at the zoo.”

Qiao Mobai closed his eyes, recalling the morning five days ago.

He just got his guide certificate last week, and after working as a vice-team in the recruiting travel agency for a year, he was finally qualified to lead the tour himself. For breakfast, I ate a side of beef ramen.

Before entering the safari park, he made a roll call of all the tourists present. Among them was a couple who had been arguing since entering the park, and then left the team directly and asked to leave the zoo.

Qiao Mobai asked the deputy team to lead other tourists to catch up with the couple by himself. At that time, they had already reached the crocodile pond and were in the middle of arguing. He was shoved violently on the back.

From falling down to climbing up, his memory is only a few seconds. When he opened his eyes, he saw a few men with weapons, and then he was locked up in this prison.

"What the anchor said was the same as what a netizen said a few days ago. According to the zoo's explanation, someone fell into the crocodile pond at that time, but was pulled up quickly. The person who fell was the anchor and was pulled up. The person who looks like a anchor is not an anchor.”

"Is there any master student to answer this question!"

"Is there a passage under the crocodile pool? Is there a dark room?"

The audience in the entire live broadcast room were all commented by this unimaginable question, and all of them carefully studied the mystery with their chins on their hands.

After listening to all the narrations of the anchor, the Yancheng fishing expert did not find any problems.

The only thing that is considered problematic is probably the crocodile pond in the zoo.

"I'm going to take someone to the zoo to check out that crocodile pond."

The author has something to say: Qiao Mobai: I just have an extra cheap brother?